The before and after...

My little dogs, trimmed a bit.

I had to help poor Bear out, he was beginning to look like a Rastafarian. Well maybe more like mange, and that's a horrible look for such a cute dog. I do need to even him out a bit though.

now for the after shots...

The puppies

I  took these and posted with my new phone. I'm moving up in the world on technology. I still prefer my camera for the real good shots, but these are fun. I have done some with the editing options that I have on my phone, I'll post some of those later.  These phones will have to be our Christmas presents to ourselves.

Pot Sticker & Dim Sum; you know, to protect the "innocent"

I think my doggies need undercover names, names to protect the innocent, well...if they were innocent.  These are nick names given to my little barking duo by my brother-in-law, one of my brothers-in-law (you'll just have to guess).

This summer has been a while in coming, but now that it's here, I'm afraid it came with a vengeance.  This inferno is just starting and we have another three months or so to go, I'm so excited, really....still not convinced? Me either. 

I am having a difficult time finding a way to bring comfort into our home with this raging inferno going on outside, and I'm too cheap to let the air run all day.  This is where the issue begins, I'm convinced.  I leave the air off, or leave it to only come on if it get's 80 or 85 in the house while I'm away.  Lately this has been an issue.  My doggies are alone all day here in their kennel, and once I come home they wake from lethargy to spin in circles and  bounce up and down to get outside which is a quick trip because after they get into that heat they beg to come back in.  This is when the mischief happens, and I miss it because I'm changing, or just stripping in our room instead of hanging out and watching the water bowl.  Except for this week, when I was on the phone talking with Melissa.  This is when I found the offender, and how the puddle of water ends up on my kitchen floor instead of staying in the bowl.

Dim Sum, yep, the never in trouble always good and cute dim Sum.  She was the culprit. Tossing water out of the dish like a crazy woman.  It was cute, except for the friggin' mess she keeps leaving on my floor. 

She's not as innocent as she looks

In my naivete I felt that the whole mystery had been solved in this discovery, and I had my eye on her.  I mopped the mess up, steamed the floor and continued on to make dinner and move along with the plans for the evening. 

I was reading quietly, waiting for my hubby to get home, and I ear it...splashing.  Like a doggie was digging in water, but Dim sum was sitting peacefully under the coffee table chewing on her rawhide.  Quickly I looked over to their water dish, and yes, there was Pot Sticker pawing away at the water.  Both of them! The little traitors, taking turns soaking the floor, and creating a lake in the kitchen. 

He looks calm, but really he's just recharging to continue the chaos

I have rethought my feelings of affection for the little monsters recently, now with them both conspiring to wreck my house.  It was bad enough with the continuous shedding and fur that has to be cleaned constantly.  I was also looking forward to a reprieve from cleaning the rainbow of mud that they drag into the house every time it rains, summer is dry after all.  But now there is anther seasonal disaster, water being tossed about my kitchen. 

I gave them both ice cubes to chew on, and chase around the floor. I have now contributed to the puddles of water on my carpet, how crazy am I?

Here are pictures of the Ice cubes from when Pot Sticker was a baby, to show you some of the cuteness that happens with ice cubes.

Wordless Wednessday - sponge bath for puppies

Bouncing off the walls

My little doggies love to run, and jump, and bounce off the furniture.  They love to fetch the ball, and I like to play in the house, especially in winter since it gets all muddy outside.  When I get the ball and throw it, there is a flurry of furr running under the end table. They collide in our entry way sliding on the tile, and finally get that ball.  Then the process begins all over again.  Their energy is boundless as they play, it can go on all day if I'm willing to keep sitting there tossing the ball, one will rest while the other plays.  This way they can keep me occupied, and not let me get distracted from my job as the ball thrower.

Mandy waiting for me to begin playing

Bear running

Our furniture is just an obstacle course for them to run and play in

Mandy getting the ball from behind the evil flowers.  Just ask her, they are evil.

These moments are much more fun with narration.  I have friends who are not dog lovers, or animal lovers for that matter, but they have found that the commentary when playing games is rather fun.

"Are you going to throw it, or what?", or "Anytime now!", maybe even "It's your turn!"

These are the fun things that I get to say, it's all in their body language, and yes they have body language.
I love my furr babies, and I'm so glad that we have them.

I do have people who say interesting things to me though, regarding my doggies.  Such things as "you really don't need kids, you've got your dogs." "your dogs are just like kids, so it's alright".  For those of you who are unfamiliar with some of the PCOS issues, infertility is one of them, and currently I do not have a baby.  This has caused concern among family members, and friends.  It's not that we don't want a family, it's just taking us longer to get there, and hearing things about my dogs being able to replace a baby is ridiculous.  There, that's my rant. I'm moving back to the cuteness of my adorable doggies.  I can't call them puppies anymore, they are older than that now, so doggies it is.

I am also excited to say that I have recently been approached by csnstores.com to do product reviews for them. I’m pretty excited about it because I am a fan their cooking things! With over 200 products…I can’t wait to get started reviewing products for the house and sharing them with you!

3/8/11
an update to this post, I was waiting for a skillet which was on back order, and it has not yet come back in stock, and today when I finally decided to try for another one, I found that the promo code I was given had expired. I will not be reviewing their items.  If I purchase form them in the future I will only provide a review of the item itself.

Super dog!

Bear in "flight", looking rather upset about it too.

Another Wordless Wednesday - mostly wordless anyways

This is a story about Bear

Mandy enjoying her rawhide, minding her own business

A side attack

The beginning of  wrestling around a bit

Bear working on a take down

Mandy's take down

Ending friends again

And kisses for mommy, it's been a great day

Weekend BBQ's

It was nice enough to eat outside

My handsome man at the grill!

Friends chatting, and eating really good guacamole!

Dinner and games

Guys against the girls at Bamboozle

Ladies conspiring to come up with difficult words

Group shot: guys turn at guessing

Bear attacking our guest

We had a great night, good food, good friends, and lots of laughs.  Bear got a bit excited at the end though, so we did have a bit of mayhem.

My little beggars

Bear - the 9 lb Puppy

Mandy - the 6 lb Mother

Here are my adorable duo, waiting patiently for something to fall, actually not so patiently they did keep jumping up to get hugs and such.

Normally Bear is the one getting into trouble, but this week has been a banner week for Mandy.  Late last night when closing up the house and putting everyone to bed, I let them out and when they come back in I give them treats.  They each get one, and then they know it's time for us to get some sleep.  Well, last night Mandy decided one was not enough for her, so she grabbed Bears treat too!  Poor Bear just looked at her, and her walked around her, looked at me, he tried to push her out of the way but by then she had already waffled them both down.  I had to give him his and block her from attacking him again.  Poor little thing, I guess she's done being nice to the baby.  He's on his own now.